My own little world
Where the sun dies every night to let the moon breathe
Where all the little creatures live in harmony
Where all the people sing with lovely rhythms for me
My own little world where nothing goes wrong
My own little world
Where the moon tries to stay alive longer; drowning the poor sun
Where all the predators hunt for everything that breathes or moves
Where all the people scream for me
My own little world
Where the mind goes mad, so do I